F.

So where did it begin?
In those first lonely weekends
killing time, rather than play
friendless and disjointed

but inside that screen
found a universe, in pages
things I had never seen
that told me: you are not alone
and there is more outside your world
of threes and zeros
of family and charity
there waits Los Angeles
and you will never be alone
so long as you’ve your stories

 

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One response to “F.

  1. I felt this one, it’s beautiful~

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